When I was much younger, there was a movie on TV about a fat girl who was reviled and treated badly by everyone she knew, even her fiancee. Her only retreat was college, where she was a professional student.

Then, she had a car accident after one cruel trick too many. Even in the hospital under all those bandages and in pain, she was still treated badly. Her fiancee broke up with her, among other things. She had no choice but to go on living, and when she finally emerged back into society, she had a new face and a new body. And one heck of a lot of anger. So, she murdered the people who'd treated her so badly, one by one, and very artistically. She made the punishments fit their crimes. I loved that movie.

I'm sure we've all been there with that girl, when someone made it clear they didn't find you attractive or even pleasant to be around because of your weight. I'm happily married, but a year ago a man we know made the blatant statement that he found me the antithesis of sexy, despite what I wrote, because of my weight. No matter that my DH loved me, that still hurt.

Fast forward one year. The other day, that same gent lavishly complimented me about my weight loss, and how he couldn't help but be attracted to someone who wrote all those erotic stories, etc. (Boy, what a hypocrite!) If my marriage ever failed (HAH!) he hoped I'd look him up. (gag!)

I took such pleasure in giving him the evil eye and saying, "Not even in my worst nightmares, sweetie."

Revenge is a dish best served cold, and this one tasted so much better than a frosty Ben and Jerry's. :scared2:

Well, back to job hunting...

"Not even in my worst nightmares, sweetie." Revenge is a dish best served cold, and this one tasted so much better than a frosty Ben and Jerry's.

Where's the Spew Alert?? ROTFLMAO!!! Good for you!!!

(Taking a bow) Thank you! Thank you! I'll be here at the Bottom of the Heap Lounge all week. Try the prime rib, and don't forget to tip your waitress...then return her to her original upright position. (No, I've never been to Vegas. Really.)

Spew! Spew! Spew! LOL!!! What happens in Vegas...

What can I say? I've reached that maniacal point where you stop giving a darn if you offend anyone, and figure if you're going to hurt financially, then you may as well party while you do it. Sad, isn't it?